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Ji Lingyun was at the Ji Group Headquarters, his face rugged, and his thick eyebrows slightly furrowed, "What's wrong with Tiantian?"
Hearing Ji Qilin repeat Ji Tian's strange words and behaviors, his brows relaxed, "We can't give her the gold from the floor, but she can pick from the counters. I'll have someone send a hundred necklaces for her to choose from later."
After hanging up the phone, Ji Lingyun resumed work.
At home, Ji Tian nearly spat out her coconut juic ...
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